drowned.
they pulled you out
of those frigid,
clinging waters,
checked for a pulse.
no life nothing.
no. more.
'gone.'
eyes still open,
foggy, hazy,
still beautiful with
pale pale creamy flesh
pale pale blue-grey.
bruise-prints of my
hands clutching your throat
before pushing you in,
blinded by hate.
crept over to you,
bending, disbelieving.
(did i do this?)
'no no no'
mumbling
this can't be
you're still alive
this is all
just a sick joke. isn't
it?
has to be.
pressed my lips to
yours cold cold blue
memories of yesteryear
last time we
said 'i love you's
like sincerity
a year with only
bitterness, watching you
walk away without me.
lost in denial you
taste like
like sweet sweet
decay.
(i didn't kill you no
no NO)
i froze in time.
your voice. it echoed
in my ear.
'you. killed me.'
'MUR-DER.'
frozen frozen lips,
still whisper against
mine.
you taste like decay.
'...gone.'

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